I haven't been updating here lately, school got super busy, and life happened. It is 4:15am, and I am being a merry little elf, because, I am making christmas hippos for kids stuck in the hospital. I have an indiegogo campaign set up, and I'm posting a link to it on here, because why the heck not. It's also got 70 hours left, and so any help would be much appreciated, so that I can cover the cost of materials to build these little creations.
Holy cow!!! It's been a long long time since I last posted... In the last six months things have been crazy hectic. I'm now in my final semester of nursing school, which means in December I have to get a REAL job... Yikes. Over the summer Bruce and I went to Chicago for five days over the fourth of July weekend. It was a ton of fun and our first real vacation together. Otherwise during the summer I was working at my job as a nursing assistant trying to bring in money so I can not work so much during THIS my FINAL semester of school... (Hopefully). I got my preceptorship (basically a semester-long residency program for nurses) in a Pediatric ICU, which is awesome and super amazing. The nurses there are really great role models, and they actively try to teach me new stuff, which is totally awesome. I am currently having to write a paper each week, as well as take one online test per week. It's grueling, but i can do it... (I hope) After that all that stands between me and a license is the NCLEX... Gulp....
Anyhow, I finally had a moment to breathe, and realized, I haven't updated my blog in six months... So, How's life out there?
I'm alive... It is my Grandpa's birthday today, and it's 3 days to my birthday, and school officially ended for the summer yesterday. I passed all my classes, and I am ready to start summer off right. Sleeping in and visiting estate sales! I'm only partly kidding. I'll hopefully be updating more frequently. :)
I don't have a whole bunch else to say... How have you been? Anything crazy happen in your life?
So, A couple nights ago I had this dream that Bruce was calling me by my mother's name, and some other name I no longer remember. I woke up, and woke Bruce up out of a dead sleep and said "Do you know what my name is?" and it took him a second, and he goes "Brooke?" and I go "You keep calling me by my mother's name." And after a few more seconds he goes "Melissa?" and I go "Yeah, and InsertOtherNameHere."and then without even thinking about it he goes "Oh. I'm sorry." And we go back to sleep.
The next morning I'm on my way to my final clinical evaluation and the above scenario just popped into my head... And I was like... Did that actually happen? That's weird... And then I forget about it. And then after my eval, (I got a 3.8 in my psych clinical for those of you who care) Bruce texts me to see if I want to grab lunch with him. So I head over to a restaurant by his work and grab a table. He comes in and sits down and we start chatting about our respective days, and after I tell him about my clinical eval the weirdness from the night before pops into my head again. So I ask him, "Did I wake you up last night?" And he goes "Oh thank God. I'm not going crazy. I was sitting at my desk today thinking about how weird a dream that was for me to be having." And then we burst into laughter. And I go "The best part of that is that you apologized." And he goes, "Well, That goes to show you, even in my sleep I still believe that you can be right, or you can be happy."
And since then it has led to a lot of harassing and facebook conversations like this...
Winter is a time where we get together for the holidays, we see loved
ones, we give to charities, and where we stay inside because it's too
flippin cold to do anything outside. I'm in Michigan, and it is
absolutely freezing. The days are grey, the snow is white, the roads are
brown/grey slush, and it is freezing.
For me, the
holidays are fun, if stress inducing. You see the people you love, you
spend time together, there's just a warm cozy feeling. Then, shortly
after the first of the year, everyone becomes a hermit.... You don't go
outside unless you absolutely must, you wait until there is an obscene
amount of cans and bottles laying around the garage to return them (so
many that they don't fit in the trunk of your coupe, and so you say"I'll
make another trip" and then you don't because "gosh it's so cold, they
can wait." and now it's gotten obscene again) and you don't return the
cans and bottles until you have to go to the bank, or get a haircut (but
that doesn't seem entirely necessary either, you can wait til spring,
right?) or some other thing happens where you can't justify staying in any longer. Then you trudge out into the snow and ice, and get going. You drive around, make the necessary stops, and arrive back home with a feeling of accomplishment. You feel better, less depressed. You make plans for the next day, and then wake up the next morning and go..."oh... it's cold... I'm not going out today" and then you stay in for a week, before deciding that enough is enough and you go out and return those bottles and cans... or maybe not....
I guess what I'm trying to say is that I have an issue getting myself to do anything during the winter, post-holidays, and I get depressed. And that sucks. I wanna go out and build snowmen, and make forts, and have snowball fights... I wanna!! But I'm just too... depressed, I guess, to go out and do it. Does anyone else have that problem??? How do you make yourself do things like life in general when you don't want to???